Chapter 1428 Forced To Grow Up
That was actually a custom.
Among the nobles, when one adopted a son or daughter, one would usually invite all the other noble families for a banquet so that the elite class would acknowledge the child’s identity.
During the banquet, many nobles would test the adopted son or daughter’s filial piety right then and there.
Of course, that test would come in a myriad of ways.
Therefore, it was nothing for Himari to mention that matter right then when they were in Jetroina.
However, that time of Solomon’s past was really a thorn in his flesh then. In the past, Akiko successfully triggered him by using that precisely.
On that particular day, his mother—Yancy—went so far as to force him to kneel there for the entire day to force him into the Tsurka family. Meanwhile, the nobles also had him serve them in various ways for the sake of livening up the atmosphere.
Among them was the eight-year-old girl.
“At that time, all the nobles only asked him to toast them while on his knees, but you ordered him to get some water and wash your feet because your shoes were dirty. Do you know what you took him for back then? A servant, no?”
Lying on the hospital bed, Himari started laughing uproariously again when she spoke of that.
At long last, Ichika started trembling all over.
Stark terror deluged her as she stared at her sister, who was cackling away. Without warning, a gleam of unprecedented hate and murder started creeping into her eyes.
With her eyes fixated on the woman, she stalked over step by step.
“W-What are you doing?” Himari stammered.
Nevertheless, Ichika didn’t answer her.
Subsequently, all sounds ceased. The girl who had finally been driven into taking a step into hell stretched out her hands and wrapped them around the woman’s neck viciously.
“Ah!”
All at once, Himari started struggling wildly.
So, why must humans grow up? Vileness, cruelty, darkness, twistedness… Why must she taint me with those things when I was just an innocent girl? Why wouldn’t she allow me to stay pure for the rest of my days in this world?
Even as tears streamed down her face, Ichika’s gaze remained trained on her sister, who was struggling under her hands. She sobbed, pain battering against her as a battle raged within her.
Yet, she didn’t loosen her hold.
After all, when the fear and guilt within a person had burst forth, one could no longer control herself.
“Ichika! What are you doing? Let go of her!”
At that critical juncture, Solomon arrived.
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